The Amphitheater

I closed my eyes and forced her down, pinning her whole body down.

OOC: whelp, at least we know only I can block out images like that xD

ooc: Why do you say whelp?

bic: I sigh and looked at Catwoman.

OOC: No idea. A habit of mine, I guess.

Bic: I just waited for her to stop and calm down.

OOC:Your both very odd. ^.^

IC:She opened her eyes. "l'esprit de descendre de moi?" She asked the person pinning her down.

I gave her a confused look, "I don't French Juliette."

ooc: EVERYONE STOP USING THE WRONG YOUR!

bic: I glance at her. "She wants you to get off."

I glanced at Pierre.
"I can't do that Juliette. You're having a flashback. Translate please."

I sigh and translate. "Il dit que je ne peux pas faire que Juliette. Vous rencontrez un retour de flamme."

OOC:Your getting angry ^.^ I knew that would drive you crazy haha
and haha he doesn't french...yet he's on top of her...interesting....
IC:Juliette sighed and struggled against him some more,trying to get to her ring."Le français est tellement plus facile de parler, s'il vous plaît maintenant passer afin que je puisse tailler vos entrailles dehors."

I put more force on her.
"Translate." I said, politely

I nod, laughing. "You may not like this. She says 'French is so much easier to speak, now please go so I can cut your guts out.'"

"Why you little..." I restrained myself from saying anything else.
"Tell her, Sorry, you won't be going anywhere anytime soon."

I nod. "Il dit 'Désolé, vous ne serez pas aller n'importe où n'importe quand bientôt.'"

OOC: Oh my god! I should not have read back through all of that. I'm so scarred.

IC: The newly nicknamed Catwoman giggled as she listened to the crazed girl spew threats.

"Si vous n'avons pas trouvé intéressante, je crache au visage." She replied and stopped struggling.

She stopped struggling, "What'd she say?"

I nod. "She said...I think there was a small mistake, so I'll fix it, she said If I did not find you interesting, I'd spit at you in the face."

Darcia smiled and swing down from a bar, landing a little ways away to continue watching them all.

I look at Catwoman. "You seem awfully silent."

"I don't talk much." Darcia answered simply.

I sigh and look back at the two lovebirds.

I looked at her, "What the hell? I'm trying to help you damn it !" I yelled at her

"Relationship problems much?" Darcia mumbled, smiling to herself.

"Want me to translate that for you?" I say sarcastically. I was just like a computer. Glad I didn't take the foreign policies job.

I looked at her.
Strangely, I liked her like this.
Feisty and wanting to fight.